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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
I dream the world You will see my face but not remember late at night when the wild things come i will be the one riding them in. You will not remember me but i made you scream i am the nightmare you were in when you awoke crying but did not know why. I am the dreamer I am the darkness in the corner the monster under your bed the boogyman in the closet the clown in your head. I am the fear before the light came i am primal you all now my name I am the dreamer and you cannot escape. Light is your salvation for a while at least for you will lie down once again and your soul i will again kiss. Take a good look at my face |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
Dreams are all of those.... Interesting piece...gave me goosebumps!!! Bridgette  "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." A. Brink |
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